REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

The dying light reveals hidden paths.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

The homepage is wherever you are.

The end is a new beginning.

Sleep is the first gateway.

All timelines merge here.